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pupculture · 14 days ago

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I HAVE A NEW FIC! Special request for @dependentreadingtime, but I went sligghhttllyyy off topic (denied puppy brain makes extra special fics)

Master's Pack: Part One

Rating: Grapefruit

Pairing: Dom/Male x Puppygirl!Sub x Puppygirl!Sub

Themes: BDSM, D/s dynamics, breeding kink, puppy play, jealousy, punishment, humiliation, praise/degradation, submission, and power exchange

Content Warnings: Non-consensual undertones (within consensual kink) humiliation, use of a zapper, jealousy and competition between submissives, forced submission, dominance, restraint, mild humiliation, sexual punishment, and voyeurism

ENJOY MY FELLOW PUPPIES AND HANDLERS ♡♡♡

Also dying to know which puppy role you'd pick

I curled up tighter in my dog bed, my tail tucked against my thigh, trying to block out the sight of Lila wagging hers so boldly. She was at it again, kneeling between Master's legs with her ears perked high, her nose nuzzling his thigh like she could catch the scent of his approval. Master hardly reacted, one hand lazily resting on the back of her head while he sipped his tea and read. But I caught the way his fingers occasionally flexed against her hair, a silent indulgence that made Lila's soft whines of pleasure even harder to ignore. I buried my face in my arms, my canines pressing into my lower lip as I fought back the growl rising in my throat. Lila always got to be so free-so shameless. And Master let her.

My ears twitched as Master turned a page in his book, the soft rustle cutting through the room��s quiet tension. The stupid mutt, of course, took it as encouragement, her tail wagging harder as she pressed her cheek against his lap, rubbing against him like she was marking him as hers and only hers. She let out a playful little yip and tilted her head up to look at him. “Master,” she purred, her voice dripping with that sweet, teasing tone she used so well. My tail gave an involuntary flick against the cushion, but I forced it still, curling up tighter and pressing myself harder into the fluffy bed. I wasn’t going to let her antics pull me in. Not tonight. I didn’t want to see her get what I couldn’t have.

Master finally lowered his book, his piercing gaze settling on Lila. Her ears twitched in delight as she nuzzled closer, practically glowing under the weight of his attention. I felt my chest tighten, the familiar pang of longing creeping in. His voice was calm, steady, yet commanding. “Lila, you’re distracting me.” She let out a soft, high-pitched whine but didn’t move away, her tail still wagging like an excited pup begging for playtime. Was she taking his annoyance as praise? Proud of pulling our Master's attention from his task? His free hand cupped her chin, tilting her face up to meet his eyes. “Are you behaving, sweetheart?” he asked, his tone laced with amusement. I bristled, my ears flattening against my head as I tried to block out their conversation and the growing jealousy.

I could hear Lila's grin in her voice as she leaned into his touch, absolutely reveling in it. "Of course, Master," she said, her voice light and syrupy, like butter wouldn't melt in her mouth. "I'm always your good girl." My claws instinctively flexed against the soft fabric of the bed, and this time I failed to swallow my growl. The sound of her tail thumping against the floor drove me crazy. Master hummed softly, his thumb brushing over her lips. "Is that so? And what about your denmate?" he asked, his gaze shifting to me. My breath hitched, and I froze, feeling his attention like a leash tightening around my neck.

I swallowed hard, trying not to sound pathetic even as my ears flattened against my head. "I've been good, Master," I said quietly, my voice steady but tinged with the effort it took to stay composed. My tail gave a hesitant flick behind me, betraying the way his attention made my heart pound. Master just looked at me- studying me- in that calm, unreadable way that always made me feel as though he could see right through me. "Good," he repeated, his tone soft but loaded with expectation. "And yet, you're growling at Lila." My stomach twisted. I couldn't tell if his words were scolding or teasing, and that uncertainty sent heat rushing through me.

Quickly, I positioned myself, settling on my knees with my hands resting on the ground between my thighs. "I'm sorry, Master," I murmured, lowering my gaze to the floor. My tail twitched again, betraying my frustration with myself more than anything else. Lila let out a soft, triumphant hum from her place at his feet, her tail still wagging as she pressed her face into Master's crotch, smug and shameless. I clenched my jaw, resisting the urge to snap at her, knowing it would only make things worse. Master didn't speak right away, letting the silence stretch long enough that my ears began to droop further under the weight of his unspoken judgment. When he finally broke the quiet, his voice was low and measured, sending a shiver down my spine. "A good pup doesn't let jealousy get the better of her," he said, each word sinking in deep. "Isn't that right, Nina?"

"Yes, Master," I whispered, the words barely audible as I lowered myself further, pressing my forehead to the ground in submission. My tail tucked between my thighs, curling around me as though I could physically hide my shame. I could feel his gaze still heavy on me, measuring, assessing. The sound of Lila's tail rapidly brushing against the floor only serving to deepen the sting of my embarrassment. Master shifted in his seat, setting his cup down on the table beside him. "Come here, Nina," he said, his tone leaving no room for hesitation. My heart leapt to my throat as I moved to obey, crawling quickly forward on all fours until I reached him, my breath catching as I waited for his next command.

I kept my head low as I knelt before him, even as Master's hand reached down, his fingers brushing over my head, sliding slowly into my curls and resting between my ears. The touch was gentle, deliberate, yet it carried the weight of control that made my heart race and my pussy wet- I quickly squeezed my thighs shut to hide it. I felt some shame at being constantly naked around him- granted it was his rule but the inability to hide my reactions embarraased me in a way that Lila didn't seem to relate to.

"Good girl," he murmured, the words wrapping around me like a leash, pulling me closer to him both physically and mentally. I pressed into his hand, savouring the warmth and approval, but before I could fully melt into the moment, Lila's wet tongue dragged heavily across my cheek. My head jerked slightly in surprise, and she giggled as she tried to push herself under Master's free hand. He chuckled, a deep, rich sound, and obliged her, resting his other hand on her head. "Impatient as always," he said with a smirk, scratching behind her ears. I bit the inside of my cheek, forcing myself to stay still even as her little victory gnawed at me.

Lila pressed her body closer still, whining as she ground herself against his shoe. She leaned towards me and her tongue flicked out again, catching the edge of my jaw this time, as if to remind me of my place. Irritation washed over me, but I stayed perfectly still, not daring to react while Master's hand was still stroking between my ears. "Such needy pups," he said, his voice full of quiet amusement. His fingers shifted, trailing down to grasp my chin and gently tilt my head up to meet his gaze. My breath hitched, my heart pounding so loudly I was sure he could hear it. "Tell me, Nina," he said, his tone dropping lower, softer, in that way that made my whole body tighten in anticipation. "What should we do with little Lila?"

Lila let out a delighted little moan at the sound of her name, shamelessly increasing her speed even as she stained Master's shoe with her slick. My lips parted, but no words came out, my body frozen under the weight of his question. His thumb brushed along the curve of my jaw, coaxing a response, but my mind was a swirl of jealousy, longing, and the desperate need to say the right thing. Lila's brain seemed dead to the world- so used to getting whatever she wanted I doubt she knew how to beg, even if Master demanded it.

"Well?" Master prompted, his gaze sharp but patient, like he was testing me. "Should your packmate get what she wants, Nina?"

I swallowed hard, my throat tight as his question hung in the air. My gaze flickered to Lila, still lost in her own pleasure, her moans soft and breathy as she shamelessly smeared herself against his shoe. She didn't deserve it-not this time. She wasn't earning anything, just taking without restraint, without thought. But could I say that? My lips trembled as I forced myself to speak, my voice barely above a whisper. "Master... I-" My words faltered, and I dropped my gaze again, the weight of his attention too much. His thumb tilted my chin back up, his piercing eyes locking onto mine. "Speak, pup," he said firmly, and my heart clenched at the authority in his voice.

The words slipped out before I could stop them, a mixture of desperation and jealousy spilling over. "Master," I said, my voice trembling but louder now. "I deserve it more. I deserve to cum-to be fucked." The moment the words left my mouth, I froze, my ears pinned flat as his gaze darkened. My tail tucked between my legs instinctively, but it was too late to take it back.

Master's thumb pressed harder against my jaw, keeping my face tilted up toward him even as I tried to pull back. Hs lips curled into a slow, dangerous smirk. "Since when do you make such decisions, puppy? And the filth that just came out of your mouth? I thought you were trained much better than that" Master said, his tone low, edged with a cold sharpness that sent a shiver down my spine. My mouth opened, but no sound came out-no explanation, no excuse, nothing. "You know the rules," he continued, his voice calm, measured, and far more terrifying than if he had yelled. "You only get an orgasm-only get to feel me-when it's time for you to be bred. And it's not that time of the month yet"

Shame burned through me, and my tail pressed tighter against my body. I wanted to curl into myself, to disappear under the weight of his disappointment. But he wasn't finished.

His fingers hooked firmly under my collar and he shot to his feet. I scrambled to keep up but he didn't care, he dragged me along the floor. Lila hopped up and trotted along obediently behind us.

"You want something so badly, Nina?" Master asked, dropping me on the carpeted floor of the bedroom. My breath came fast and shallow. He pressed the toe of his stained shoe firmly against my clit, the pressure startling a gasp from my lips. "Then you'll work for it. Start by preparing Lila for me. Let's see if you can be a useful pup if you're incapable of being good"

"Yes, Master," I murmured, my voice small, barely audible. He gestured toward Lila with a slight tilt of his head. I glanced up to see her standing on both feet in front of the bed, her face alight with eagerness.

"Then get to work."- Master's tone was sharp and final.

I crawled slowly toward Lila, her tail wagging so furiously I could feel the breeze it created. I knelt in front of her as Master pushed her to lie on the bed with her ass hanging just over the edge. My stomach twisted with resentment as I placed my hands on her thighs, gently spreading them, my irritation only heightening at the sight of the shiny mess she had made almost down to her knees.

She let out a delighted little giggle, already flushed with excitement, her ears twitching as she looked down at me with a smug grin. "Don't take too long," she teased, her sing-song voice dripping with satisfaction.

My lips pressed into a thin line as I leaned forward, doing as Master had commanded. I couldn't ignore the bitter taste of jealousy as my hands and mouth worked over her, soft gasps and whines spilling from her lips as her body responded eagerly. I tried to focus only on the humiliation of the act, treat every little sound she made as a reminder of what I couldn't have. My movements were mechanical at first, more dutiful than eager, but then something shifted. I couldn't ignore her taste on my tongue, the way she clenched around my fingers or pushed her pussy against my face. She didn't touch me, didn't grab my hair- she wouldn't dare and Master quickly gathered her wrists in his hand to prevent her.

One tug and I would've bitten her.

Lila's soft moans grew louder, her hands jerking in Master's grasp as her body arched toward me. "Nina," she gasped, her voice breathless and high-pitched. I froze for a moment, and she squealed, the lack of stimulation pushing her orgasm just out of reach. My ears perked up as her tone broke through the last traces of resentment clouding my thoughts. Slowly, I looked up, and what I saw made my heart race.

She had exposed her neck to me-her head tilted back in full submission, her tail wagging but low, deferential.

A thrill ran through me, unexpected and intoxicating. Something shifted between us. For the first time, I wasn't thinking about what I lacked or what she had. Instead, I was thinking about how easily she had given herself over to me. My hands tightened on her thighs, claws digging in and marking her as much as I could in Master's presence. My lips curled into a smirk as I leaned back in, this time with more confidence, more purpose.

Her whines grew sharper, her body trembling as I pressed harder, rougher, wanting to hear her cry my name again.

"Nina," she gasped once more, her voice cracking, and the sound sent a rush of pride through me. I pressed my palm to her clit as I tried to press my fingers deeper still, forgetting myself in the moment, in the way she submitted so easily to me.

My teeth sunk into her thigh.

And my dominance was short-lived.

A sharp, electric jolt shot through my body, and I yelped, jerking away from her as the zapper pressed firmly between my shoulderblades. "Enough," Master's voice cut through the haze, cold and commanding. My body froze as his hand fisted in the back of my collar, yanking me off my knees and forcing me on my back. My breath came in short, shallow gasps as I struggled to regain my composure, but the disappointment in his tone kept me silent.

"You've forgotten your place, little pup," Master said, leaning down and wrapping his hand firmly around my throat, cutting off my air. "Did you think you were the one in control here?"

My cheeks burned, and shame washed over me in waves. Master didn't give me time to dwell on it, though. He dragged me to the side, positioning me near the edge of the bed where I could see everything. "Since you can't seem to remember who's in charge," he said, "you'll watch. And if you look away"-he crouched, his fingers pulling my hair as he forced me to meet his eyes -"you'll earn five spanks for every time you disobey." I swallowed hard. "Yes, Master," I whispered, my voice trembling, my eyes prickling with tears.

Satisfied, he released me and turned his attention back to Lila, who was practically writhing on the bed, her tail wagging lazily as she awaited him. I clenched my fists against the carpet, forcing myself to keep my eyes locked on them as Master climbed onto the bed, his hands finding Lila's hips. My heart pounded in my chest, a mix of shame, frustration, and something else entirely as I watched him take her, her gasps and cries filling the room. Every time I felt the urge to look away, I bit down hard on the inside of my cheek, reminding myself of the punishment waiting if I failed.

Part Two

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